Romance: A Dirty Secret: Just Can't Stay Away (Bad Boy Escort Romance Series) (5 page)

Elijah left Isabella’s room. He did not change his decision. He stood firm on his decision. As soon as he's gone, Isabella fell down on the ground and wept. She cried hard. She could not help it. It had been an emotional roller coaster this whole month for Isabella. It was just last night that she was with him, feeling his touches, sensing his kisses. It was this time 24 hours ago that she felt complete with him. And now he left her crying. He abandoned her, choosing his "job" over her. It was just last night that he was careful enough not to hurt her physically or emotionally, and now he broke her in every possible way he could. It was too much for Isabella to bear.

Her tears rolling out one after the other, Isabella felt like she had no control over herself. She could not stop thinking about everything that had happened between them. She wanted him. Elijah was the only one who could make her happy. Isabella felt sick, like she was suffocating. She tried hard to fill her lungs with oxygen as she took deep breaths.

Cassie was sleeping in the bed beside her. Not wanting to wake her up, Isabella tried hard not to make noise.

The next morning when Isabella woke up, she knew she did not have time to sit and ponder. She got up quickly to prepare for the long, hectic day ahead. She had to attend classes the whole day and had two assignments that needed to be done that very day. She rushed to the college. The day was busy and, thankfully, she did not have time to think about anything, particularly Elijah.

Isabella came home and took out her notebooks. She realized she had not eaten anything since morning and decided to eat first. She picked up her phone and dialed the number of her favorite restaurant.

After finishing her food, she started working on her assignments. She completed them in just an hour and then thought of going down for a walk. She picked up her iPod and plugged in the headphones. As she walked into the compound of the dorm, she saw Cassie.

Cassie was with a guy, a guy who was holding her firmly and assaulting her lips. Cassie was happy being assaulted by him and kissed him back with the same force. Isabella laughed, looking at how cute and sexy Cassie can be at the same time.

She came back home and changed into her pink pajamas. She was completely drained after her busy day. Thankfully she passed out as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Isabella was again trapped in her dream. This time, it was Elijah she found on the poolside with another woman.

Her eyes shot open, a tear trickling down her face. She ignored it and closed her eyes to sleep again.

Elijah was sitting at the bar. He could not stop thinking about Isabella. He knew he was messing up things in his life, and he should have stayed away from her. He should not have fallen in love with her. He missed her. He had been with so many girls, but Isabella was unique. He knew he could not let her go, but what choice did he have?

The next few days everything was just like it had been. The world was moving, but it was colorless for both Isabella and Elijah. Things were going on normally. Isabella had become more focused towards her college, looking for any way and every way to keep her thoughts off Elijah. But at times, she could not.

One morning as she was returning from class, she found herself in front of Elijah’s building. Her heart skipped a beat as she decided to go up to his floor and ring the bell. Her heart sank as he opened the door. He looked so pale. “How are you?” he asked her, looking deep into her eyes.

“I don’t know.”

“I missed you, Isabella.” There was a longing in his voice.

“I missed you, too.”

“You could have called me.”

“Why didn’t you?” she snapped.

“Isabella, I can only keep the relationship of an escort and client with you.”

Isabella froze. She did not know what to say. She wanted him to be with her, and he was asking her for this. She was in a state of dilemma. Her needs had taken over her wants. She needed him and so she agreed to it. She agreed to be his client.

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Leaning on the bar at Elijah’s apartment, Isabella sipped on her drink. Elijah was sitting on the chair right beside her, quietly looking at her. He was admiring the goddess standing in front of him, her straight black hair, long eyelashes and big round eyes something he had never seen in a girl before. Her face was as innocent as a child’s, but her body was that of a grown woman. Her eyes had a spark that could hypnotize anyone who looked into them.

“What are you staring at mister.” Isabella turned to face him.

“I’m staring at the goddess standing in front of me,” he smirked.

“Why?”

“I’m imagining all the ways I could take you,” he said with a devilish smile and pulled her closed while shoving his thigh in between her legs.

“Why are you just imagining when you can experiment with them?” she said, distracted by his thigh grinding against her crotch.

“Are you sure you will not regret saying that, my love?”

“Why would I when I get to have a professional please me for free?” she replied with a soft voice. She was breathing heavily.

“You can’t back off now, Isabella. Follow my orders.” Elijah commanded.

“Okay.”

“Go there and sit on that sofa,” he ordered and pointed to the couch in front of him.

Isabella did what he said.

“Strip.”

Isabella looked at him and just sat still.

“I said strip. Now!” His voice got louder.

Isabella could feel the discharge of liquid between her thighs. She loved how Elijah changed from soft and gentle to rough and commanding whenever it came to sex.

She slowly unbuttoned her dress shirt, revealing her black bra beneath it, and slid her shirt off of her shoulders.

“Get rid of the pants as well,” he said and sipped on his drink. He loved the expression on Isabella’s face. She was blushing. She avoided eye contact with him as she unzipped her pants and sat there in her black undergarments waiting for his orders.

“Look at me.” Elijah directed.

Isabella slowly looked up at him.

“Finger yourself.”

“I have never done it before. I don’t know how to,” Isabella whispered in a very soft, shy tone.

“Try doing it now. Put two fingers in and move them the way I did.”

He loosened his tie and was taking off his watch when Isabella shyly put her hands inside of her underwear. Elijah loved what he was seeing. He was fascinated by the sight of Isabella pleasuring herself. He rushed towards her as soon as he saw her head lean back in pleasure.

“You make me lose control,” he said, breathing heavily and tore off her panties.

Elijah removed her hands and shoved four of his fingers inside of her which made Isabella open her eyes in pain. She let out a sob that was cut off when his lips came crashing onto hers. He thrust his fingers forcefully into her. She was soon moaning for more.

Elijah hurriedly took off his pants and pinned her hands on either side of her head. “This is for me and this is going to hurt,” he said in a desperate voice and pushed in his full size in the blink of an eye.

Isabella’s whimpers were shut by his hungry kiss. Soon she adjusted to his size. His pace was fast. Very fast.

Isabella loved his rough handling. She opened her eyes to look at him but her vision blurred and she came.

Isabella opened her eyes and found herself on Elijah’s bed. She was dressed in his shirt which was oversized for her. She laid there recalling the events of last night and smiled. Elijah was a god in bed. She rubbed her eyes and tried to get up when a screaming pain made her lay back again. Her body was sore. She turned to the other side and found the bed empty.

Isabella flinched, thinking of where Elijah could be.

She looked at the side table and found a note that said,

“I’m sorry I was so hard on you last night. You must be sore. The medicine in the drawer will make it hurt less. I will make up to you for my behavior.”

She liked how he cared for her but the thought of him being with someone else was making her crazy.

She got up and went to take a bath.

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Chapter 15

Isabella was lying on Elijah’s bed, waiting for him to get back. He had left. She heard the phone ring but didn't want to listen to her inner voice. It must be his desperate clients. The thought itself shook her from the inside. She knew that she would not be able to tolerate the idea of her man being with someone else, no matter what the reason might be. She knew that he did not love any of the other girls but still, he was with them. He was touching them and kissing them in all the very places where he had been touching and kissing her. She knew it was different for him when he was with her, but knowing that was not enough.

Isabella lay there recalling the first time she had ever felt what sharing the love of her life felt like. She felt the same pain again. It was like someone had ripped her heart out. Isabella recalled Isaac’s words when they were in a relationship. I love you and no other, he had said. Elijah somewhat said the same. The only difference was that Isaac did not tell Isabella that he intended to sleep with some other girl, but Elijah did. He went to please other women and it was with her knowledge. She knew about it pretty well.

Isabella wondered why God had written such complicated love lives for her. Why did she have to share every time? She never hurt anyone, but nature always hurt her back. To some extent, she had regrets.

When she was with Isaac, she knew how much he had wanted her. They were in love for a very long time and at times he showed indications that he wanted to have a physical relationship with her. She did give him that. One day, after the WinterFestival both Isaac and Isabella, came back to Isabella’s place. He was just going to drop her off, but  Isabella had told him that her parents might not be home and may come back late and invited him in. Isaac kissed her and she kissed him back, her first kiss. Isaac wanted more but Isabella had stopped him.

Many times Isaac mentioned his desire to have sex with her, but Isabella was always afraid.  She had never done it before and knew nothing about it. Whenever Isaac showed any such intentions, she would change the subject. She knew the sexual desire was building up inside him, but she did not give in. And then, all of a sudden, her world shattered.

The night of the party at Alex’s house, Isabella had decided that she would give Isaac what he wanted. She wanted him to be happy with her. He was her boyfriend after all. She was looking for Isaac to ask him to take her somewhere private when her dreams shattered into a million pieces.

Isabella knew nothing about Elijah but she wanted him bad. She knew he was the only one who was perfect to satisfy her sexual and emotional hunger. She had wanted him since the first time he had touched her. She didn’t know what it was, maybe his charming looks or the way he handled her with utmost care. Whatever it was, she had fallen hard for him. But he too came with something painful. A truth so painful that she could not help but be uncertain of their future together. But now it was getting out of control. She needed certainty.

Isabella had decided that she would talk to Elijah once he returned. She knew to some extent it was useless asking him for what she wanted, but she still wanted to try. She had hopes. She knew he was in love with her, too, and she wanted him to be rightfully hers. Hers and hers alone. Isabella heard Elijah  come home  and put his keys on the counter. He entered the room and saw Isabella lying in bed.

“You still in bed?”

“Yeah,” she answered and smiled weakly.

He came over to the bed and kissed her on the lips, but she could smell a female fragrance on him and pushed him away. He was startled, looking at her, confused.

“Elijah, will you leave your job for me?”

“No, Isabella, you know I can’t.”

“Then we cannot continue this relationship, whatever it is.”

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Isabella left after hearing Elijah’s answer and he didn’t stop her. But this time, she didn’t cry. She knew she had to take a stand and she took one. If he did love her, he should have been willing to leave a stupid job. He should have been willing to do anything,  but he chose otherwise.

Isabella felt empowered for the first time. She knew she could handle this. She was doing just fine after leaving Elijah’s place. Isabella went to her dorm where she found Cassie getting ready to go to some party.

“Howdy partner? Where have you been?”

“Oh, nowhere. What are you up to?” Isabella asked, surprised, looking at Cassie’s very short dress.

“Party, baby, party.” She winked at her.

“Er. Can I come along?”

“Sure! You bet!”

“Great! Just give me ten minutes. I’ll  be ready in a jiffy!”

Isabella needed to go out. She wanted to do this. She needed to get away from her depressing thoughts. She opened the closet and took out a sexy backless blouse with a red mini skirt and was ready in no time.

“Oh, wow! Someone looks hot tonight!” Cassie chirped.

Once they were at the party, Isabella enjoyed herself to the core,  completely forgetting about all that had been going on in her life. It was not until morning that the two girls returned to the dorm. Isabella was completely drained.

The next few weeks everything went pretty well with Isabella keeping busy with her classes. She had always been a good student and continued to be in college. Elijah, on the other hand, could not concentrate on his work anymore. His clients were not happy with his service because he was way too distracted whenever he was with them. He knew he was the only one who could give Isabella what she wanted. He wanted her too, badly. He did not want to end the relationship and decided to talk to her about it.

As Isabella came to the dorm after her last class, her cell phone beeped. The text notification flashed “Elijah”. With a deep breath, she opened the message.

“Isabella?”

“Hey,” she texted back.

“Meet me at the club tonight? Please?”

“Okay.”

Elijah was sitting in the bar when Isabella entered the club. He stood up instantly when he saw her. She came and sat down beside him.

“How are you?”

“Fine. You?”

“I miss you, Isabella. The reason I called you here is because I wanted to tell you that I can’t live without you. Please, Isabella, come back to me. You can move in with me if you want.”

“Elijah, please. You want me, right? Then just leave your job. I’ll be all yours.”

“Isabella, we have already talked about this.”

Isabella stared at him angrily. She moved her hand through her hair and stood up. She glanced at one of the guys sitting on the couch and gave him a smile. Looking back at Elijah, she said, “Feel the pain.”

She walked confidently towards the guy and sat on his lap. Grabbing his hair, she tugged his head and aggressively attacked his lips. As she ground her hips on his erection, she was pulled away harshly.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, ISABELLA!” Elijah growled at her after he had dragged her out of the club and pushed her to the wall.

“I LOVE YOU, ELIJAH! WHY DO YOU CARE IF I’M JUST KISSING HIM!”

Elijah stared her in disbelief. He knew he was the one at fault, and it was because of him that Isabella was suffering. He should not have approached her when he was perfectly aware that the nature of his job would cause her heartache.

Isabella was a crying mess. He reached out to wipe her tears, but she pushed his hands away.

“Don’t follow me,” she said sternly and walked away.

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